Sleazy Stories

Books by Aaron Sleazy

Sleazy StoriesDebunking the Seduction CommunityMinimal Game

In German:Schmierige Geschichten

Sleazy StoriesConfessions of an infamous modernSeducer of Women

Aaron Sleazy

Black Swallowtail Publishing

Black Swallowtail PublishingBerlin

Copyright © by Aaron Sleazyhttp://www.aaronsleazy.com

e image on the cover is adapted from a picture available under aCreative Commons Attribution license. Copyright © by Mod-ernista! Amsterdam

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in anyform or by any means without the prior written consent of the pub-lisher. e sole exception are brief quotes for use in reviews.

Revision .

ISBN ----

To Dewayne and Terry

Contents

Preface xi

Acknowledgments xiii

Notes xv

Four make outs in a gay club

A bouncer stormed into the bathroom

She was already sitting on my bed

“Do you want to fuck me?”

Because I’m so different

Taking a walk with a new friend

Fun at a fetish party

vii

A bizarre second date

Keep her horny and get her out of there!

Unexpected encounter at an upscale bar

“John, I’m only dancing.”

She bit me in less than two minutes

e power of the penis Putting people under a spell . . . . . . . . . . . . . Seven girls, six make outs . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Cock out on the dance oor . . . . . . . . . . . . .

From one ower to the next

No, I’m not a doctor

“Come on, show me your cock!”

Like a point-and-click adventure game

In-venue insanities Attempting to steal a girl’s pants, and more . . . . . Pleasing an asian beauty in front of an audience . .

One shot, one kill

viii

e joy of juggling Random dates . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Two crushes in one night . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Accepting the gi . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

My rst three-way make out and other antics

Pulling a cokehead from a gay club Learning experiences . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Luckily her gay friend’s bed was empty . . . . . . .

Recruiting a masterful cocksucker

Tasting a -year-old is sweet for an old fuck like me

Against considerable resistance

Taming of the shrew Public indecencies . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . “Problems all le alone…” . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

An orgasmic early morning in a park

More indecencies

Two women quickly served me at the bar

A -year-old sucked me off in a toilet. rice.

ix

x

Preface

A character like Don Juan takes what he wants. He won’t wineand dine a woman for weeks. He won’t seek the approval of herfriends. He won’t lavish her with gis. Instead, he will rely onhis knowledge of women and his magnetic personality. Oncehe interacts with a woman that is receptive to him, she will beenthralled because she will instinctively know that he can giveher an experience virtually no other man can. Don Juan maybe ction, but seduction is not.

I have become such a man, even though it was partly by acci-dent. Once I believed I was destined to become a great aca-demic. Coming from a modest background, I thought I hadmade it when I received a scholarship for studying toward aMaster’s degree at the London School of Economics. My lifebegan to change drastically in September — but not asimagined. It was stimulating to study under some of the lead-ing gures in my eld. However, in order to keep up with thecompetition I had to make some sacri ces. First I split up withmy girlfriend, a wonderful woman. en I droppedmy hobbiesone aer the other. My grades were good, but I did not reallyenjoy life much anymore. Putting in the extra amount of workto be among the best didn’t seem to be worth it. Something had

xi

to change.

I decided to apply the - rule to my studies. With much lesseffort Iwas able to still do reasonablywell. Suddenly I hadmuchmore time to spare, not to mention energy. I picked up sportsagain, booked yoga classes and hit the gym regularly. I also gotback in the habit of going to clubs regularly, which used to beone of my favourite pastimes. I felt better than ever before.

Since I tremendously enjoyed London’s vibrant nightlife it oc-curred to me that this was the ideal opportunity to work onsomething I had only fantasised about before: learning to se-duce women as quickly as possible. My foundations were ex-cellent and I was a fast learner.

I had success beyond my wildest expectations. Within monthsI had acquired a cult following on underground seduction fo-rums, where I chronicled my exploits. Men from all over theworld sent me emails, telling me how inspiring my posts wereand how much they helped them to understand women better.Peoplewere eagerly listening tomywords. I became an in uen-tial voice and gained a reputation as one of the most infamousmodern seducers. I became a raunchy modern Don Juan.

Sleazy Stories is a collection of my personal highlights from. e beginnings were modest, but my development wasrapid. It was a hell of a ride. With this book I invite you to livevicariously through me. I hope you will enjoy it.

A S

xii

Acknowledgments

is book is devoted to D and T, two very specialmen.

I have met D on an Internet forum dedicated to seduc-tion. Not only was he the rst to take an active interest in myposts, he also quickly became a mentor. He helped me to g-ure out a number of very important aspects about women andabout life. Without him my development would have takenmuch longer or not happened at all. I attribute all my earlybreakthroughs to his help.

T is a good friend ofmine. Imet him at the London Schoolof Economics. Besides being an amazingly cool guy and a realjoy to be around, he broadened my horizon by introducing meto fashion, various clubs and literally dozens of amazing bands.Besides, it is a blast to hang out and pull women with him.

Furthermore, I want to thank my friends T and K forcommenting on a dra of this book. I really appreciate theirefforts.

I also want to thank everyone who has commented on my fo-rum posts or sent me an email. No matter whether you offeredadvice, asked for clari cation or expressed your admiration, I

xiii

have learnt something from every one of you.

Gaining a following on the Internet was an interesting experi-ence, but ironically it was when some people began to expresstheir disapproval if not downright hatred that I realised thatmyexperiences were truly unique. It is not easy to provoke envy inothers. erefore I love my enemies.

A particularly heartwarming experience was receiving emailsfrom people who toldme how inspirational they foundmy pro-gress. It feels good to know that I was not only in it for myselfbut that I have made a difference to other people’s lives.

Lastly, I would like to thank those who have suggested I writea book about my adventures. Without you this might not havehappened.

xiv

Notes

In front of you is a chronological account of some of my inter-actions with women in . It is my personal year in seduc-tion in review. e chapters usually describe single nights out.However, there are infrequent connections between chapters,mostly because some women make more than one appearance.

Names of people I have met are set in S C. isconvention was inspired by texts of plays. Given the oen sur-real nature of my adventures it is probably tting.

Everything in this book is true and really happened. ere areno exaggerations or embellishments. I evenmention the namesof the night clubs and places were those events took place. Inorder to protect the privacy of the people involved, I have usedpseudonyms like B H or F. Names might havebeen nicer, but I forgot some of them and I did not want to riskaccidentally using someone’s real rst name.

Lastly, I want to point out that I do not intend to inspire anyoneto express his or her sexuality beyond the norms of the sociallyacceptable. Don’t complain to me if you get arrested for publicindecency. I won’t care.

xv

Four make outs ina gay club

Because I had grown bored of indie rock venues I wanted toexplore some new places. Having taken a liking to London’sscruffy East End, I picked a night with the promising nameTrailer Trash, which was hosted at OneRocks. Aroundmid-night I got in and was slightly taken aback when I realised I hadpaid cover charge for what was nothing more than a grimy barwith a small stage. It could hold at most three hundred people.e air was almost unbreathable, and it was packed to the brim.en it struck me that I accidentally went to a gay and lesbiannight. Aer less than een minutes I was already thinking ofleaving.

A band came up. ey weren’t any good, but they had two vir-tually naked high-heeled females singing. All they wore werehot pants and a patch of ribbon that barely covered their nip-ples. I did not see any harm in watching some wiggling breastsbefore heading to another club. e gay crowd got wild and thegig turned out to be not that bad, to be honest. Aer the bandwas done playing, the DJ took over and put on some amazingelectro tracks. I vowed to forget about chasing skirts for one

night and just enjoy myself. But as I took another look aroundI noticed some pretty girls.N was dancing in a very tempting way near one of theboxes. e urge to go aer her was irresistible. Some elegantmoves ofmine later her butt was againstmy groin and she reallygot into it. I let her continue with it for a while before I turnedher around. She looked at me expectantly, so I just kissed her.My own smoothness startled me as I was not yet used to mak-ing out with girls of the highest calibre, and especially not thatquickly. N noticed that I was not comfortable with thesituation anymore and le.I saw a voluptuous black woman in a red dress dancing on thestage. e contrast of the colour of her skin and her dress wasintriguing and an excuse to approach her. (e true reason wasthat merely watching R gave me a huge boner.) Aer bits ofrudimentary conversation I grabbed her ass. She rubbed mycrotch to retaliate. I removed her hand because I did not wanther to get too excited. Instead I took her outside to avoid thedistractions of the club environment. Aer some amusing ban-ter and more kissing I already imagined myself sharing a bedwith her.R brought up that she was here with a gay friend. I said sheshould tell him that we were going to have something to eat.With surprise she retorted, “We are?” Since girls rarely, if ever,verbally agree to fuck even when they are dying to get somecock, I had to resort to this pretence. She happily agreed to graba bite with me. We found her friend but unfortunately he wascompletely strung out and needed someone to take care of him.So much for fucking R that night. Interestingly enough shetried to argue her way out of the situation, but her gay friendrefused to be le alone. She really wanted to hook up with me,

though, and offered me her phone number.

I was dancing by myself for a while but could not keep my eyesoff N. is time she was dancing on a box, thrusting herbreasts out to the beat of themusic. I calmly walked over to her,made eye contact and putmyhand onher inner thigh. Itmovedcloser and closer to her crotch, which she actively encouragedby playing with my hair. She teased me twice by pretending togo for the kiss, only to retreat shortly before our lips touched.It was quite possible that she saw me making out with R, soher reaction was no surprise at all. ere was no point in con-tinuing with her.

Right next to me there were about a dozen of heavily grindinggay guys. Amidst them two girls were dancing together, visiblyenjoying being in the centre of so much testosterone. I wentaer them, and another guy had a similar idea. Seconds laterthose girls had formed a ring with us two guys. I put my armaround B H’s waist. Her hand quickly wandered down tomy lower back. I pulled her in. e other guy was also quickon his feet. As I dragged B H off I saw him making outwith his girl.

e music at On e Rocks was too loud to have a conversa-tion and the outdoor area was too crowded. I decided to havesome fun with B H inside instead. We were heavily mak-ing out while she was humping my leg. At the same time I wasplaying with her heavy breasts. Furthermore, her skirt made iteasy to check the level of her arousal. According to her labia itwas substantial. I considered ngering her but decided to trysomething else. Unfortunately a friend of hers appeared out ofnowhere and dragged her off before I could continue. BHpromised to be back in a minute.

I looked around for a new girl. P was quite a cutie. Sheseemed to like me and asked me who I was. I told her I wasPrince Charming and walked off. Because I expected BHto be back soon it would have been unwise to work on anothergirl. I made a mental note to get back to her later, though.B H returned and was as horny as before. I immediatelyushered her into a corner where she was pressing her body a-gainst mine. Kissing, grinding and feeling her up were all goodfun, but there was more to be had. I guided her hand downtoward my crotch. She took the hint and massaged my cockthroughmy pants. BH loved the feeling of it getting hard.Aer some moments of this it was time to shi gears again, soI put her hand back on my chest and steered it down into mypants. Her nails were gently scratching their way down to mycock, which was in eager anticipation.en the most unlikely thing happened. Some random assholetapped me on the shoulder and asked for a cigarette. B Hwas slightly shocked by it and immediately removed her handfrom my pants. I shouted at him, “What?” He pissed me offbeyond belief and I stared him down. e muscles in my rightarm were tensing up. He walked off. e bubble me and thisgirl were in had burst. Intuitively I embraced her, but not forlong because her friend showed up again to drag her off. BH gestured that she would be right back.rough picking up women I have learnt a lot about myself.Some of the discoveries were not always pleasant. I was an-noyed that someone had messed with my chances of getting ahandjob. en this guy walked up to me and again asked fora cigarette. I could not believe this was happening so I did notsay anything. His non-sequitur was to ask for a lighter. Whatan idiot! To be fair, he probably was just really wasted. Yet, in

the heat of the moment I came to the brink of socking him. Ihad to get away from him immediately or else I would have lostmy temper.Aer I had calmed down I looked for B H. She was out-side in the smoking area with a gay guy who turned out to beher best friend. I commented that he and B H had thesame haircut, and he told me he had copied it from Nikki Sixxfrom Mötley Crüe. I was not yet sure how to spell any of thosenames, but I was pretty sure that I would not have to take himseriously. With such people it is really easy to banter, though.Both ate up my suggestion that they should form their ownband. B H loved the idea and went off on a tangent totalk about e White Stripes who consist of a guy and a girl. Idid not have time to think much about where to take this con-versation because F interrupted. She wanted B Hand N to immediately leave the club with her. I was un-aware that F was even part of B H’s group, whichwas partly because the club was so crowded. She was very hec-tic and literally ushered the two to come with her. B Hgot up, hugged me and said I could be her biggest fan.I found B H to be fairly cool and wanted to stay in touchwith her. Her phone was broken so she suggested I write downmy number on her arm with a pen. But I did not have a penwith me. F cut in again and shouted that they really hadto go now. She might have been on drugs. I told her to calmdown because we would only need a moment. is shut herup and pissed her off. She le, but not without a “screw you!”N offered to take my number for B H.It was late already but I wanted to check up on P again. Shehad not forgotten about me either. I took her hand, spun heraround and made out with her. I probably could have made

out with her instantly. e odd thing about her, though, wasthat her kisses tasted sweet like sugar. Our of curiosity I suckedon her neck, which had the same taste. (is is a symptomof diabetes, in case you are wondering.) I did not have muchtime to enjoy this interaction because one of her female friendstried to push me away and told me to leave P alone. I con-fronted her about her unacceptable behaviour and she said thatshe wasn’t being hostile but only concerned because this wasthe rst time her friend had taken pills. Ethics were never mystrong suit, so I shrugged it off and went aer P regardless.But as wewere about to kiss again she stopped and pressed bothhands against her ears. Her upper body cringed. Apparentlyshe was experiencing some kind of pain. is was very unfor-tunate — but it was time to go home anyway.

is night was my rst of many in this particular scene. Onthe other hand, B H was a regular. In the subsequentmonths I frequently bumped into her and her entourage. I alsomet R again. We went on a date several days later and shewas pretty much into me, buying me drinks and trying hard toplease. Somehow I wasn’t turned on enough, though.

A bouncer stormedinto the bathroom

London’s grey and cloudy skies could not keep me from goingout, butMonday nights were oen difficult. I knew of a studentnight at Eclipse. ere was no queue and there were barely anypeople inside. As I wanted to check out the few girls in theclub, a bouncer stepped up to me and tried to order me to leavemy coat at the cloakroom. Aer a quick look around I decidedthat it was better to leave than to waste more money. Outside Ibumped into a merry group of three, two gays and one lesbian.Aer some bantering they invited me to join them. ey saidthey could get me into a club for free. e club turned out to bethe Astoria, the biggest gay club in London if not Europe.In the lobby I was offered for a two-minute striptease. emoney surely was tempting but I found the presence of a cam-eraman with full equipment suspicious. Inhibitions were notmy main concern because I was doing live modelling for nearts students. But as I stepped into the main room I saw threehuge screens showing a reel of past striptease performances.is was a bit too much for me.e girl in my group seemed to know everybody in this place,

or maybe she was just very talkative. She introduced me toa number of people, but I was not overly interested in any ofthem. Besides, I can make friends myself. ere was not muchon offer except for C, a gorgeous black woman who wasdancing on the stage. I joined her for a bit.e Astoria just did not ll up. Since it is hard to have a greattime in a desolate club I considered either going home or look-ing for another place. I could only think of two more, e Endand Ghetto. e former was a fairly preposterous venue. Oncethey turned me down at the door because of my bland out t.at I had intended to dance half-naked did not interest themat all. us I decided to try Ghetto, which turned out to be yetanother predominantly gay venue. ose places have lesbiansin them as well. Alas, grinding your hard cock against theirasses is great fun and I love doing it.Aer chatting to and dancing with a couple of girls at Ghettobut not really getting anywhere I bumped into P. We ban-tered for a bit. To my great surprise we were then interruptedby C who walked up to me and hugged me enthusiasti-cally. Apparently those two girls were friends. Aer a while Ile them because I wanted to check out the rest of the club. As Iturned back to the dance oor I spotted C again. She wasmaking out with an eerily androgynous creature. I really couldnot tell whether it was a guy or a girl. P slid up to me andcommented that it crept her out. We both watched in a mix-ture of amusement and bewilderment. It slowly dawned on methat P was into me because she just didn’t leave me. Sheinvited me to go outside “for a smoke” but I was not thinkingquickly enough and said I didn’t smoke. It had not yet occurredto me that you could do all kinds of kinky stuff in dark alleys.C rejoined us. She was dancing seductively in front ofme.

e process was simple and straightforward: kissing, dancing,grinding. We made out heavily and she was a very good kisser.I put her hand on my crotch and moments later I slipped myhand inside her underpants to work her buttocks with the in-tention of indirectly stimulating her labia. en I put a ngerin her ass crack. We had barely spoken to each other but maybeyou don’t really need to talk to women to get them? I put herhands on my belly and her ngers quickly wandered into mypants. She only played with my pubic hair to tease me, though.

To leave C wanting more I danced with some other girlsin a completely nonchalant fashion. When I was looking forher again she was taking pictures with her friend P. eyboth took turns striking provocative poses. I did not feel likewaiting any longer and I tongued C down while she waspouting at the camera. Wewere all over each other in an instant.Aermaybe one or twominutes she announced that she had togo to the toilet. Because one of her hands was resting onmy lethigh, dangerously close to my dick, I offered to join her.

Inside the ladies’ toilet I pushed her against the wall. We madeout passionately. Playfully she asked me whether I was sup-posed to be in here. I ignored this comment and reinitiatedkissing. She giggled, visibly enjoying the moment. Two othergirls came in and stared at us in disbelief. C’s hand camecloser and closer tomy dick. Now I only had to get her into oneof the stalls. I took her hand and wanted to lead her off. Sud-denly I felt a strong hand resting on my shoulder. As I turnedaround and saw a huge black bouncer. He nonchalantly toldme that the men’s toilet was somewhere else. I can’t say that Iparticularly liked his kind of humour. With a quick movementof his head he gesturedme to walk outside. I felt destroyed. Af-ter wall owering in a depressed mood for a couple of minutes

I decided to leave.

Next to the staircase to the exit C was excitedly talkingto her friend. As she saw me walking by she threw an armaround me and asked me where I was going. She had a hugesmile on her face. When I said I was on my way home she gaveme a disappointed look. We hugged and kissed, and onmywayhome I mentally slapped myself for not pushing the interactionfurther. e aertaste of the confrontation with the bouncerhad clouded my judgement. I could have tried to take Chome, or at the very least gotten her number. It was a greatnight nonetheless and it hinted at what was in store for me interms of seduction.